788: Chapter 788 You Used True Qi!

What had Ning Feng seen? He saw that Wuling Hongguang—actually! Actually! Actually!—catching up!

"This... how is that possible?!" Ning Feng was completely dumbfounded, going mad, unable to keep his composure.

No... His speed was already—damn it—hitting one hundred fifty, and he even felt like he was bullying the other guy... Yet that piece-of-junk van had actually caught up?

No... How could it possibly have caught up? Damn it! It was absolutely impossible!

Ning Feng, feeling a mix of shame and rage, slammed on the accelerator again.

Up to two hundred! Up to two hundred thirty!

The speed was extreme, making the entire sports car appear as nothing more than a blur.

"I don't believe it, can it still catch up like this?" Ning Feng sneered incessantly, his eyes filled with madness.

However, just as he pushed his speed to two hundred fifty, the Wuling Hongguang in his rearview mirror not only failed to disappear, but was actually getting closer and closer.

It was so close that he could see the front of the van shaking violently, thick white smoke billowing from the gaps in the hood. The entire vehicle was like an enraged old ox, panting heavily, desperately straining forward with all its might.

"Did the engine blow?" Ning Feng's eyelid twitched violently.

That Wuling Hongguang was clearly at its limit; the engine's sound was all wrong, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment. Yet Ye Chen didn't slow down; instead, he pressed the accelerator even harder.

Ning Feng was completely dumbfounded.

No... Was this guy trying to get himself killed?

Meanwhile, inside the Wuling Hongguang, Yan Qingwu sat in the passenger seat, her face deathly pale, her hands gripping the grab handle for dear life.

"Ye Chen! The car is going to explode, slow down!!!"

"Shut up." Ye Chen gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze fixed like a torch on the taillights of Ning Feng's car ahead.

"I'll make sure to let you out before it explodes."

Yan Qingwu: "..."

She swore that she would never act on a whim with this madman again.

This was practically gambling with their lives!

...

Ning Feng saw the smoking van still in pursuit in his rearview mirror, and he felt terrible.

"Is this bastard trying to get himself killed?!"

He gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator.

The Audi R8 let out a deafening roar, its speed instantly soaring to two hundred eighty.

On the winding mountain road, the two cars, one after the other, streaked through the night like two bolts of lightning.

Ning Feng's driving skills were truly no joke.

Even at such speeds, his cornering remained as steady as a rock; his tire grip was pushed to the limit, and he navigated every bend with the grace of flowing water.

But Ye Chen was not bad either.

No, not just "not bad." It was too damn outrageous.

Under his control, a van on the verge of a blown engine seemed to come alive. Every time he took a corner, he grazed the guardrail, the car body tilting until it was almost on the verge of flipping, yet each time it miraculously righted itself.

"Damn it! Madman!"

"Is this bastard sick in the head?"

Ning Feng gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to the limit, but that van was like a persistent scab that he couldn't shake off, always clinging to his tail, less than fifty meters behind.

The final corner was almost upon them.

It was the most dangerous bend on the Tianxun mountain road—the V-shaped hairpin turn.

This turn was V-shaped, with an angle approaching one hundred eighty degrees; the inside was a cliff, the outside a mountain wall. The slightest carelessness would result in the car being destroyed and the driver dying.

There was a saying in the Jiangnan racing circle:

Only after passing the V-shaped turn are you the true King of Jiangnan.

Ning Feng had won countless times on this bend; his muscle memory was faster than his brain's reaction.

Entering the bend! Braking! Downshifting! Turning the wheel!

The Audi R8 traced a nearly perfect arc, its rear end flicking slightly, tires leaving four black marks on the road surface as the entire car slid past the apex of the bend, hugging the guardrail. A perfect pass!

A grim look appeared on Ning Feng's face.

He had taken this turn better than ever before; his exit speed was at least five yards faster than usual!

He refused to believe... that the bastard behind could still catch up!

The thought flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror, wanting to see where the van had been left behind.

But one look was enough to nearly scare him to death.

Because that Wuling Hongguang hadn't entered the bend at all, nor had it crashed into the cliff wall; instead... it had smashed straight through the guardrail and was hurtling towards the cliff!

That's right! It had hurtled straight over!

At that moment, the people watching the race on the big screen at the foot of the mountain were all frozen in place, their eyes locked onto the Wuling Hongguang as it leaped into the air.

They had seen crazy, but never anything this crazy. It was absolutely suicidal!

That was a deadly bend; who would dare to be so ferocious, directly overtaking on the corner and flying across?

It wasn't just the spectators who were stunned; even Ning Feng's expression became one of inexplicable shock.

That leap was something he had wanted to do his entire life but never dared to attempt. Because failure meant death without a burial place! But Ye Chen had done it; regardless of the outcome, he had outdone him.

"Damn it!" Ning Feng roared, "He definitely won't succeed!"

The next second, the Wuling Hongguang shot off the cliff.

The entire car soared into the air, tracing a breathtaking parabola across the night sky.

The white smoke billowing from the front dragged a long tail behind it under the moonlight.

Yan Qingwu closed her eyes.

She had prepared herself to plunge off the cliff with Ye Chen.

Anyway... she was a martial artist; she would surely be able to survive this fall, right?

However, Ye Chen beside her was holding the steering wheel with one hand, a smile on his face.

"Don't close your eyes, watch my performance!"

"Performance your head!" Yan Qingwu screamed in despair.

But having boarded Ye Chen's pirate ship, there was no turning back; she could only watch helplessly as all four wheels hung in mid-air.

Then, a sensation of weightlessness washed over her entire body like a tidal wave...

Suddenly! "Boom!!!"

The Wuling Hongguang slammed onto the road on the other side. The front end dipped down, the shock absorbers bottomed out, and the car body bounced twice, sending sparks flying.

But strangely... the engine was still running.

The entire crowd was in an uproar.

"Holy crap? It actually jumped across?"

"If anyone else were driving, this car would probably be totaled by now!"

"Heavens! Someone wake me up! I don't believe it..."

"Slap!"

"Ouch... it's real?"

...

This was definitely the greatest leap of the year!

Before this, no one dared to believe that anyone could pull off such a move.

But that man who had taken the world by storm... had done it!

Boom!!!

Ye Chen floored the accelerator, the van was jerked back into motion, and it then careened crookedly toward the finish line.

Ning Feng looked at the van that had descended from the sky in his rearview mirror, his mind completely blank.

The V-shaped turn—normal people would just think about how to navigate the bend. But Ye Chen had navigated the entire canyon.

But why... how could Ye Chen have achieved such a feat?

Before he could react, the Wuling Hongguang, dragging thick white smoke, had already crossed the finish line first.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, filled with shock.

No one spoke. No one applauded. No one dared to believe their own eyes.

A few seconds later, the Wuling Hongguang stalled.

Ye Chen pushed the door open and stepped out, with Yan Qingwu following behind, her legs feeling a bit weak.

Just now... she had experienced the most terrifying moment of her life.

She even had the illusion that she had met her great-grandmother. Yet, the outcome was unexpected. Ye Chen had actually done it!!!

The two had walked less than ten steps when a muffled "poof" sound came from behind them.

Immediately after, a ball of fire suddenly erupted from the car.

"Boom!!!" The entire Wuling Hongguang exploded, and burning parts flew in every direction.

A wave of heat hit their faces, scorching their skin.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a full five seconds of deathly silence before someone finally snapped out of it.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! He actually flew across!"

"A van flying over a V-shaped turn? Is this a movie? No... even movies wouldn't dare to film it like this!"

"Hahaha! I recorded the whole thing! If I post this video, it's definitely going to blow up the entire internet!"

"Ye Chen! Ye Chen! Ye Chen!"

...

Cheers! Screams! Whistles!

At this moment, they all merged into one, echoing through the valley.

Everyone gazed at the young man, their eyes no longer filled with contempt, but with deep admiration!!!

Just then, the Audi R8 crossed the finish line and screeched to a halt right in front of Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu.

The next moment, Ning Feng pushed the door open and stepped out, his face deathly pale and terrifying.

He strode up to Ye Chen, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the young man before him.

"Ye Chen! Did you use your ability?"

"A normal person could never have flown across that kind of turn!"

"You must have used True Qi, right? You damn cheater!"

The cheering all around stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked toward Ning Feng, the frenzied atmosphere gradually cooling down.

That's right! Ye Chen must have used his ability; otherwise, how could it have been so crazy?

Forget about the Wuling Hongguang. Even the most professional race car couldn't have made that jump. How had Ye Chen done it?

Ye Chen glanced at Ning Feng. "You think I used True Qi?"

"What else could it be???" Ning Feng gritted his teeth and roared, "A Wuling Hongguang, with an engine on the verge of blowing up—tell me, how did you fly across? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who's that easy to fool?"

Ye Chen didn't argue with him, but instead looked at Yan Qingwu.

"You tell this idiot—did I use True Qi or not?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu immediately snapped back to reality.

Then, she shook her head. "No."